President Premadasa with Reverend Father D. J. Anthony, his former teacher
Look, look how far our Premadasa has travelledAnd how high he now has flown!
But still he breathes in our oneness-hearts,
Our fondness-student-son, our very own.
And how high he now has flown!
But still he breathes in our oneness-hearts,
Our fondness-student-son, our very own.
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